Dance. I'll remember you differently.
There is no platonic research, no rehearsal. Nor,
Can you come early, nor respond
afterward.
I have the flu,
I'm old
I was never right beside you.
Gloomily, I turn a weak faucet on my feet.
The suspense of my steps thrills me--
But I see them as they are, one as conspicuous
and unclear as the next.
I know which step follows the right after
so long--
And you,
Are so strange to everyone for whom
We dress and wish.
Five (or Six) Underrated Thrillers By Ghastly1
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Anguish (1987) Very hard to describe but this is one hell of a film and
definitely shouldn't be missed. A film-within-a-film thriller about a group
of pe...
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